I am unbearable, I know it.
My mood changes thousands of times a minute.
I kiss him gently , full of calmness
another second I am furious, breathe madness.
I dance of love, sing like a nightingale
My mind floats in the Paradise.
But... he didn't kiss me a single time
satan himself will ask for my Mercy.
I am not a woman of great beauty.
I was told of it and I know it.
But eyes are burning like a coal in a fire.
I am unbreable ....
but unforgotten.....